magical sunset strolls by the Seine Colette's ever-changing windows fantasy shopping at Lanvin Montana Saturdays and Baron Sunday the architectural dresses of COS Sciences Po frenchies 3 glasses of wine with lunch picnics at Champ de Mars and Canal Saint Martin Versailles excursions being casual in 5 inch heels rue Cler political debates fashion week pandemonium Cafe Flore for every occasion vintage finds from the marais Rose Bakery brunching countless museums and never ending expos and most importantly.....
the family: bunny, bear, T, foreigner, half of DD, and the Cambridge beauty
friends by fate, family by choice
I love you more then words or blog posts could ever say
You filled my year in Paris with amazing expos, all night adventures, and more thought provoking conversations then a year abroad should ever entail. You're the most magical friend a girl could ask for.
That's a truly vulgar expression isn't it? Unfortunately, it was the only thing my post-Baron self could think of to accurately describes the state of affairs around here. Tonight we're toasting the departure of yet another New York beauty and it makes me so sad. In order to keep myself from a complete emotional meltdown, I've decided to ignore my imminent departure and focus on more fabulous things. For this afternoon that means expositions and espresso.
In honor of my last full Paris Saturday, the sister and I decided to treat ourselves to lunch atop Centre Pompidou. Dining at George, we indulged in dry martinis and beautiful views, before spending the rest of the afternoon wandering through the marais. When the weather took a turn for the worst we promptly headed to Ladurée on Royal for gossip and afternoon tea. Post-macaron haze, I skipped dinner and contemplated staying in. But who am I kidding? I'm meeting the darlings for drinks on rue Cler before running off to Baron. It's imperative that we say a proper goodbye to our favorite.
I could tell you all about my wonderful and ridiculous Parisian life, the places I go, the things I do, and the people I see, but that would defeat the purpose wouldn't it? Read and try to imagine. This is my Paris report.